That's just like you, Cyric.
No wonder you end up as the Mad God!
Dunn looked at Cyric with a trace of admiration.
Although the current world differed in many ways from the information in his memories of his previous life.
At this moment, however, Dunn had no doubt that this Cyric would most likely succeed.
Not only because Cyric himself was mad enough and willing to gamble.
But also because of the Fate Overlord. If Dunn's guess about the Fate Overlord's identity was correct, then more or less all the deities currently in the council would have something coming to them.
After the council meeting ended, Dunn returned to his Divine Kingdom and devoted himself to studying how to advance to greater power.
Dunn had now resolved the issue of faith. The war on the Main Plane was still raging, and the leaders on both sides of the New and Old Continents feared that expanding the war would allow the War Overlord to recover and go mad again.
Thus, they had remained very restrained.
Meanwhile, spurred by Dunn's bounty of ten divine seats, the Atlantis Empire's Legendaries fought with their lives on the line.
Thus, even while fighting both the New and Old Continents simultaneously, they drove the various factions of both continents into retreat after retreat.
They occupied most of the territory along the coasts of the New and Old Continents.
Their sources of Faith Power had nearly doubled.
But Dunn estimated that this was about as far as they could go. If they expanded any further, neither the Wizard Council nor the Firmament Temple would tolerate the Atlantis Empire any longer.
Even most of the territory they currently occupied was probably only theirs temporarily.
Once the Heaven's Mandates realized that they were still the absolute rulers